Claire's POV
I rush to the room ignoring Lydia's constant calls from behind me.
When I reach the room I shut the door then lock myself inside.
"Claire." I lean onto the door with my back trying to prevent the tears from flowing.
"I understand that you want to be alone." She begins talking and I listen.
"I'm sure Ethan didn't mean to shout at you. He only wanted to protect you." I try not to laugh at her words.
Protect me? No, he only wanted to satisfy his stupid alpha ego and I hate that. He knows I hate it when he's goes all possessive like I'm an object to him. When he's in that state he tends to be controlling, aggressive and irrational.
"Arthur doesn't know he can drink your blood, I'm sure it's the reason behind this misunderstanding. Please don't get angry at him." She continu
